Heavenly martial arts group

Chapter 149 166: Massive

"Is this guy a fool?"

"Is he really stupid, or does he really not know the energy represented by the Duanmu family behind Duanmuci?"

"It's fine to offend the silver-faced Rakshasa, but you dare to go against Duanmuci?"

Amidst the astonished and mocking gazes, Jiang Cheng's expression was very calm, and he knew exactly what he was doing.

Duan Muci, who was on the high seat opposite, took a deep look at Jiang Cheng when he heard the words, and said with a smile, "Okay, very good, there were several young and vigorous boys like you who talked to me like this, but now they It's all tall grass on the grave, you are very good."

"I won't talk nonsense to you. I'll see you at the reception!" Jiang Cheng waved his hands, looked at He Leng, and said, "Senior, can I change the table and start?"

He Leng glanced at Jiang Cheng indifferently, then said with a flick of his sleeves, "Do as you please!"

After saying that, with a shua, his figure has gone to the seat of Linghu's house again.

From that position, many gazes gradually retracted.

Many of the well-known figures who came to watch the ceremony shook their heads and sighed at Jiang Cheng, thinking that although Jiang Cheng was not bad, he was too frivolous. Such a person would definitely end up miserable in the future.

"Damn it! Damn, this kid is really trying to die. Why is this old man not happy at all? He is still very sad now."

Ning Xuanqiu hid in the crowd and sighed, her face full of bitterness, "Of course the old man will be sad. If this kid really dies, who should I turn to to resolve the black sky calamity in my body? Damn, why did the old man put up with such a thing?" Stupid kid?"

In another location, the three of Luo Hu were also terrified. After watching the farce ended, and seeing Jiang Cheng who sat down peacefully at another wine table, the three of them looked at each other in dismay, not knowing what to say.

"Master Jiang is not a reckless person. Since he dared to sing against the silver-faced Rakshasa girl and Duanmu Ci, he must have confidence!" Liu Shi affirmed, but the tone of his words was unconscious and a little weak.

Xiong Chuang gritted his teeth and nodded, "That's right, Master Jiang is not a random person."

Luo Hu took a deep breath, "Since following Master Jiang, my strength has increased by more than ten times, and I have also watched Master Jiang become stronger rapidly.

I think Master Jiang also has a great backing behind him. Don't forget that he is the disciple of the blood Buddha girl, and the uncle Gu from last time, you have never seen anyone now, there are many masters around him. "

As soon as these words came out, Xiong Chuang and Liu Shi felt a little more confident and a little less anxious.

"The first level of the reception, there are eighteen wine jars on the wine table in front of you. If you can drink eighteen jars in a row, you can go to the opposite high seat, and you will pass the second level!"

Jiang Cheng changed a wine table and sat down, and a bartender came from the side and told Jiang Cheng the rules.

"Dry eighteen altars in a row!" Jiang Cheng looked at the eighteen altars of wine placed on the wine table like arhats, and laughed brightly, "Okay!"

After saying that, he slammed the table.

With a bang, the tallest jar of wine placed on the wine table was directly lifted up by a wave of true energy and fell into Jiang Cheng's hands.

The mud seal was slapped away by Jiang Cheng's palm, and immediately a strong aroma of wine floated into Jiang Cheng's nose, which stirred him to the point where he felt a sense of dryness and heat in his body.

"What an aphrodisiac wine!" Jiang Cheng laughed loudly, and poured it vigorously with his head raised.

He looked like a heroic drinker, but some people who were secretly paying attention to him couldn't help shaking their heads.

"It's just started, just pour it like this, this idiot, really think that the Dragon Boat Festival is just a joke?"

"The first two stages of the Duanyang Cocktail Club are no different than anything else, but a body of strong true energy. I think this kid should have the strength of four or five layers of true energy. Originally, if he drank it normally, he might be able to pass the first stage easily. , but now according to his drinking method"

"That's right, there are also exquisite skills in drinking! In the first level, there are eighteen jars of wine. Each jar of wine has different strength and effect. Mixing eighteen kinds of wine is not poison better than poison, but as long as you survive this If you work hard, you will get huge benefits."

"Good guy, this kid has already drank the first pot of yang-strengthening wine."

Amid many people's discussions, Jiang Cheng had already poured the first pot of Yang-enhancing wine, and his face immediately turned red, and he felt a dry and hot breath all over his body, especially his lower body.

"Haha! Good wine, good wine! ——Ahh, so cool, so cool!"

At this moment, the man at the opposite table suddenly laughed, tore off his clothes violently, and began to roll wildly on the ground, groping his whole body while vomiting.

This is the onset of alcohol, and I can't bear it anymore.

"It's really good wine!" Jiang Cheng laughed and threw away the wine jar, which shattered with a bang. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the two wine jars with a strong qi, breaking the seal and looking up. Head pouring.

This was actually going to drink two jugs of wine at the same time in one breath, which made many people change color.

"This guy, this is going to die!"

"I bet he'll pour it down after drinking it!"

"Fall? Look at him, he won't fall, not only will he fall, but he will vomit all over his body!"

On the high seat in the distance, Xue Qingqing drank the last glass of wine, her face flushed under the mask, she slowly suppressed the alcohol, glanced at Jiang Cheng from afar, and snorted coldly, "Showing up!"

"Pa——" The two empty wine jars were smashed under the staring eyes of many people. Jiang Cheng laughed loudly, stood up, stretched out his hand to grab it again, and two more jars of wine fell into his hands, and they were crushed. He grabs a sip.

"This amount of alcohol!"

"This is no longer the amount of alcohol, this is completely powerful and powerful Qi! This person seems to have a very solid background!"

"What's this kid's name? Hurry up and find out, and I'll bet on this kid at the handicap later."

Many people have now begun to inquire about Jiang Cheng's name and background, and they have been conquered by Jiang Cheng's increasingly powerful performance.

Jiang Cheng poured two jars of wine after another, and at the same time absorbed the Dafa and Vajra Indestructible Magical Art crazily, refining the medicinal effects in the drinks he drank.

The pores of his whole body were wide open, the sweat was pouring down like rain, the alcohol was expelled, and the whole body was emitting a puff of heat.

At the same time, the "Heaven Prayer for Spiritual Art" also played a great role.

This longevity exercise originally advocates diet adjustment, and in accordance with the method of health preservation, regular consumption of warming and tonic medicines helps exercise.

Now Jiang Cheng is also distracted from running this exercise, using the medicinal effects of the wine absorbed into his body to refine and refine streams of extremely pure qi, which fills the body's veins and cells, and gradually comprehends the truth gas fusion.

After drinking eighteen altars of wine, Jiang Cheng was completely fine except that he was sweating all over his body, and the eyes of many onlookers were stared out.

"The alcohol in these eighteen kinds of drinks cannot be excreted by sweating alone. If they are mixed together and cannot be refined, it will be highly toxic arsenic."

"That is to say, this guy has already refined all the wine power in such a short time?"

"Terrible!—"

(End of this chapter)